"Old man, don't think too much, the soul-destroying pill is not used to harm people."
"Then why do you practice it?"
"use it yourself."
"For your own use?" Wang Jiutong was so frightened that he almost bit off his tongue: "I think you are crazy. If you use the soul-destroying pill for your own use, are you impatient?"
Feng Jueyu shook his finger and said: "No, old man, think about it, the seriousness of my injury must be resolved with extraordinary methods. You can't always let me find experts at the same level to fight each other."
"Then what you mean..." Wang Jiutong sat down calmly, and then said in shock: "You want to use the soul-destroying pill to force yourself to absorb the true essence?"
"That's right."
In fact, Feng Jueyu has been thinking about how to improve his skill to the second level of Shenwu without being restricted by his meridians. For this reason, he has been repeatedly analyzing the elixirs in Huayan's handwriting every day. He didn't expect that he would see it.
Come out some way.
Pills are like double-edged swords. They can help or harm people. Even the most useless pills can be used in some strange ways, such as this soul-destroying pill, although it only seems to be harmful.
People are useful, but it's different when they encounter a weird injury like Feng Jueyu's.
Feng Jueyu's injury requires a duel with a master or even a fight to win and consume all the true energy before it can be absorbed and used. You can't just find someone to fight for it. It is too dangerous. If you lose, they will keep it.
?of course not.
So he fell in love with the soul-destroying pill. The highly toxic soul-destroying pill allowed him to fight against his inner demons, that is, the poisonous consciousness attacks without anyone interfering with him. It was like fighting a master for his life. He had to use it.
Only with all the skills can you win, so taking the soul-destroying pill is basically the same as trying your best. It can not only temper your spiritual consciousness, but also exhaust the excess true energy in the body, and achieve the perfect wind of Tianwu.
Yu only needs to experience this kind of narrow escape once more before he can fully stand in the seat of mainland masters and successfully transform completely.
When weighing the two, Feng Jueyu felt that taking the soul-destroying pill would save time and effort, and the safety was much higher than finding a master like Yi Xingkun and Ming Dongcheng to fight for his life.
After all, toxicity is just toxicity. Without the wisdom of an expert, there are too many variables in a duel with an expert. However, to deal with the toxicity, you only need to dissolve and dispel it. The process is much simpler, so he deliberately refined the soul-destroying pill, but accidentally got it.
Two came out.
"You are such a madman."
The soul-destroying pill is indeed much easier than finding a master to fight, but there is also a saying in Huayan's handbook that it should not be used at all costs. It is undoubtedly a warning to future generations that the harm of this pill should not be underestimated. After listening to this, Wang Jiutong still felt that this guy was a bit
He was so bold. If it weren't for the general election, he would have confiscated and destroyed the soul-destroying pill by now. How could he let Feng Jueyu eat it?
"There are things even crazier than this." Feng Jueyu chuckled. How could he not feel Wang Jiutong's care for him? However, it was necessary to win the Lord of Zhongye City, and he couldn't care about so much now. In order to let
Wang Jiutong's attention turned away from the soul-destroying pill, and Feng Jueyu finally took out another pill.
This time, Wang Jiutong was dumbfounded after seeing the whole thing, not for others, because what was on the table was the Dihuang Pill that he had been thinking about for many days and tried hundreds of times without success.
"You...have reached the first level of Danshi?"
"It seems like I should forget it."
…
Wang Jiutong was stunned since he took out the Dihuang Pill. It was just like the feeling he had before breaking through to the Divine Martial Realm, as if everything in the world was out of his sight. Feng Jueyu originally wanted to talk about the arduous refining process of the Dihuang Pill.
When I saw the old man like this, I swallowed everything I said.
The seclusion lasted for half a month. Killer Feng wanted to take a break, but suddenly he thought of Sima Ruyu and Yi Bingyan. After Ming Dongcheng died, they were too embarrassed to stay in the Ming family anymore. Later, Feng Jueyu specifically asked Zhu Yeqing to help
Find a place for the two of them to stay first. It just so happens that Wang Jiutong is unable to continue the conversation. He has to ask Zhu Yeqing for news about Nakano Castle.
Zhou Zhouzhuan left Dingxin Pavilion and headed east along the straight Zhongtian Avenue. At Chaoyang is the Zhu Family Courtyard. This time, he could not go to the Beast Forest. He walked east along Sunshine Avenue and took a look along the way.
The hawking and commotion made me wonder if I had returned to the prosperous ancient times. There was an aura of peace and prosperity everywhere.
"Master!"
Just as Feng Jueyu was walking, a shout of surprise suddenly came from the crowd not far ahead. It was too far away to see clearly. Feng Jueyu deliberately looked forward as if focusing a spotlight.
Look, it startled him.
"Boss Yan?"
Isn't the person calling "Young Master" opposite Boss Yan the same person? Not only Boss Yan, there are more than a dozen capable masters of similar costumes standing behind him dressed in black, but they are the Thirteen Guards of Yanling. Behind him, Feng Jue Yuyan
The volume turned red. Li Tong'er, Shangguan Ruomeng, Gong Yang Yu, and Master Rabbit appeared in front of him one by one. Feng Jueyu pinched his thigh hard. It hurt. It was not a dream.
"Tong'er, sister Ruomeng, the old man, Master Rabbit..."
Shouting in surprise, Feng Jueyu wanted to put on a pair of wings and fly over. However, at the moment when surprise and lingering were about to overlap, a sharp shout interrupted Feng Jueyu's beautiful feeling of nostalgia.
"Feng Jueyu, suffer death!"
The streets are crowded with people, people are passing by, and it is extremely lively. At this time, if someone calls "Young Master", more than 80% of the people will not bother to turn their heads to see who is looking for whom. This is normal; but if someone
If someone suddenly appears and shouts "Who is going to die?", 99% of the people will scream in surprise and then choose to run away. Even if the people on the 0th level don't respond, it will be temporary because they are slow.
The situation at the moment was roughly like this. As the sharp scream came out, the crowds of people on the street started to rush around like rats after discovering the plague. A few short-sighted people ran towards Feng Jueyu in a panic. How could they know who was "
Feng Jueyu", even Feng Jueyu was shocked. It was said that this was the first time for him to be on the street in Zhongtian City, and he was chased by people by name in broad daylight. He missed it so much.
"Who?" Feng Jueyu looked alertly in the direction of the sound. Only then did he realize that there was more than one guy who was intentionally doing harm to him. Under the bright sun, three ghost-headed swords appeared in the sky. The blades were extremely sharp.
With the help of sunlight, it reflects the light that makes people unable to open their eyes.
Three guys who had reached the basic level of Xuanwu appeared from the west, south, and north directions. Judging from their attire, they seemed to be different from the same group. They might be trying to grab credit. When the three of them took action, their control of speed seemed to be beyond their grasp.
Due to the ability of Xuanwu's primary realm, figures like lightning flashed towards Feng Da Killer at high speed.
Feng Jueyu didn't pay attention to the three Xuanwu beginners at all. To be honest, he didn't need to use the excessive amount of real energy now, which was enough to kill the three of them in an instant without turning a corner.
But this time Feng Jueyu didn't take action.
The moment the three figures appeared, six more figures shot out from three directions. Their positions happened to be between the three killers and Feng Jueyu. Only a muffled sound was heard, and the roof tiles of the three pavilions were covered by these six.
The people were smashed into pieces one after another, and the six figures surrounded the three figures one by one at almost the same or even faster speed.
All the attention of the first three killers was on Feng Jueyu. They did not even think that the target they were chasing in the street was ambushed and protected by other masters. Their momentary loss of concentration left them at a loss. But at this moment, they saw
The sword light spread all over the sky, and everyone present was almost so attracted by the gorgeous sword light that they couldn't move even half a step. Then they heard the muffled sound of the sword edge passing through rotten flesh, which made half a lamp ring.
After tea, the three killers were quartered on the street.
"Holy shit."
Feng Jueyu shook his hands and realized that the three killers had died on the spot. The horrified people had never seen such a tragic scene. They were stunned for a moment and then caused a bigger commotion. In the blink of an eye, they were crying and howling.
He ran away without a trace. Feng Jueyu only saw six people standing on the roof at the same direction as Liuhe. Each of them held a long sword in his hand and had a cold look on his face. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like someone who owed them 800 pieces of money and was going to die. Take a closer look.
Look, the Killer Six...
First, they met the Thirteen Guards of Yanling, and then saw Li Tong'er, Shangguan Ruomeng, Gong Yangyu, and Lord Rabbit. Then there was an assassination, but later, a group of six killers suddenly appeared and killed the assassination on the spot.
Stifled in the cradle, even Feng Jueyu felt as if he had had an erotic dream, Wuhen, and stood there in a daze.
"Bah, what dare you touch the young master?" Zhao Bing spat, then took out a pipe and pot on his back and lit it...
Feng Jueyu: "..."
At this time, Li Tong'er, Shangguan Ruomeng, Gongyang Yu, and Lord Rabbit all surrounded them. Not only them, but surprisingly, some brave people nearby also surrounded them at the same time. They were actually several young men from the Black-armored Tiger Guard.
team leader.
"Why are you all here?"
"Brother Feng, are you okay?"
"Boy, you almost died."
"Bah, you're just dead. You can't say anything nice when we first meet." Feng Jueyu glared at Gongyang Yu.
Mr. Rabbit looked helpless, spreading his hands and saying, "How come I can't get anything out of you every time I see you? Who have you offended?"
"I……"
Yes, who did I offend again? Feng Jueyu looked at the scattered corpses on the ground and rubbed the back of his head with suspicion.
"Where's Baby Han?"
The six killers all showed up. There was no reason why Han Baobao couldn't come. Li Tong'er and Shangguan Ruomeng burst into laughter and pointed behind Feng Jueyu. Fengda Killer looked back and saw Han Baobao's brother-in-law Shangguan Ruofan.
While squatting in front of the only complete body among the three, searching around, the two finally took out a sign from the killer's body and looked at each other: "What is the martial arts hall?"